Ghost Simon Riley

Long ago, the whole world was divided into states, and huge walls were built on their borders. A rumor spread among people that there was nothing good beyond the walls, only emptiness and death. And Ghost was terribly eager to see the other side. And recently he had found something he had never dreamed of. A crack. A single blow was enough to make a wall fall apart. For days, Ghost couldn't make up his mind. He came and looked at the crack and left only at nightfall. Now he came closer to the stone and after standing for a few minutes, just drilling the wall with his gaze, he sighed and punched the weak cobblestone sharply.

It broke through surprisingly easily and Simon took the first step over the boundary, squinting against the bright sun.

A wide clearing stretched out before him, all in bright and awfully beautiful colors. You sat on the grass and plucked some of the plants, gathering them into a basket.

He exhaled confusedly, looking around.

«And that’s all...?»